“No, thank you.” There couldn’t be a repeat of this morning. She closed her eyes and waited until she felt the bed shift and heardVincent’sfootsteps retreat. Only when he was gone did she open them again. His pine and lemon scent still lingered in the air, teasing and taunting her. Mocking her about what could never be.
Vincent would never see her as anything other thanJoaquín’s sister. He had rejected her enough times that she finally realized the truth. Distance from each other was for the best. Her heart couldn’t do it again.
Chapter 14
Vince groaned, feeling something hot and wet wrapped around his cock. He cracked an eye, seeing Fiona sitting between his legs with his cock in her mouth as she worked him up and down. He watched, memorized as his cock disappeared and reappeared between her perfect lips. Her teeth were hidden behind her lips, making sure not to bite him. Fuck, he could wake up like this every morning.
A hand slipped up, massaging his balls as her mouth dropped, taking his whole length in.Vincearched his back at the exquisite feel of Fiona’s hands and mouth on him. It was even better than yesterday when she had jerked him off. Her orgasm had made him come like he was a teenager again. It had felt so amazing, her coming on his tongue. He knew she would taste incredible. Sweet and tart. He wanted to dive back into her despite his reasons not to. He was getting tired of resisting her and pushing her away. His resolve was thinning. Especially when she did that little thing with her tongue, swirling around the crown of his cock.
“I want you,” Fiona said before swallowing him back down.
It wasn’t the first time she had said it. Every time he heard it, he lost a little more of his heart to her. No woman had ever wanted him for him. They saw a pretty face and a military guy and they wanted to add another notch in their belts. He wasn’t much better. He picked the hottest chick in the bar and took her home or back to her place. Now he wanted more. He wanted Fiona, even if hedidn’tdeserve her.
Vincewas no better than a man-whore and unfit to be with a woman like Fiona. Despite her losing her virginity—he was going to kill the man who took it— she was still innocent.
“Come here,” he bade her.
Fiona bobbed up and down on his cock faster.Vincethreaded his fingers through her hair, holding on for the ride. All coherent thoughts gone. So good. So close. His balls tingled, signaling his impending release. He’d rather be inside her when he came, but this was still heaven.
Vincehowled as hot spurts of come came shooting out of his shaft. It was so forceful he felt light-headed and weak. Opening his eyes,Vincestarted when Fiona was gone and it was his hand wrapped around his cock. It was a dream. A fucking dream. It had felt so real. Now he felt deflated.
He should have known better. Fiona wanted nothing to do with him. She had rejected his offer to stay with her last night. He couldn’t blame her. He had been an asshole yesterday morning after making her come. The euphoria on her face was the greatest gift and he had destroyed it by walking away like it had meant nothing when that couldn’t be further from the truth.
He wanted her. He always had but she was off limits for good reason. The sooner she left the better. If she was gone, it took away temptation. Squeaker thought she might find something today and he had to make an appointment with Dr. Grace. That should help keep him busy and distracted.
Vince cleaned himself up before calling Dr. Grace. If anyone could help Fiona sleep better at night, it was her. He had yet to meet her personally, but he had heard great things about her. Ortiz just commented on how hot she was and saw her just to check her out. Vince wasn’t interested in finding out.He just wanted to get Fiona help. The soonest Dr. Grace could squeeze them in was in two hours. With nothing else to do, he decided to get a workout in and make breakfast. That should kill some time.
His workouts had been lagging the past few days and he didn’t want the team to accuse him of slacking off. He’d run for a few miles and come back. Fiona would be okay on her own for an hour. He needed to do something to burn off some extra energy. Normally he had workouts and sex, but sex was definitely off the table for now, so a run would have to do.
Changing into running shorts,Vincewent downstairs and froze at the bottom, when he saw Fiona bent over in stretchy yoga pants, with her ass pointed at him. Damn, was this woman trying to kill him?
She popped up, showing she was only wearing a sports bra on top and started jabbing her right fist, then her left, at the TV, not noticing he was there yet. Her hair was in a high ponytail, swishing with her every movement. Her breasts were crammed into the elastic, trickles of sweat running between the soft pillows. He wanted to trace it with his tongue. What was she doing? Stepping into the room, he saw a man on the TV demonstrating a series of kicks and punches. A workout video? He had nothing against them personally, he had just never tried one.
Fiona’s leg came swinging at him and he barely stopped it before it hit him in the side. Fiona squeaked in surprise andVinceimmediately let go of her. “Sorry, Ididn’tmean to startle you.”
Fiona looked down at his bare chest before turning back around to face the TV. “Youdidn’t,” she said, getting back in stance, dismissing him. He should take that as a clue she wanted to be left alone.
“Your appointment with Dr. Grace is in two hours.”
“Okay.” Her leg came sailing at his side again, which he sidestepped. Was she doing it on purpose or just inept?
“What are you doing?”
“I found this video online. I tried the self-defense one, but it’s hard doing it alone so I found a workout video.” She shrugged.
Self-defense?
Of course, between the Congo and her stalker, Fiona wanted to be able to protect herself. She had demonstrated a few moves against him when he showed up the first day. There was a lot of room for improvement.
“I can show you a few things if you want.” He coughed. That would be a mistake, but her safety was important.
Fiona looked over at him like a bug she couldn’t wait to squish under her heel. “No, thank you.”
What? “Why?” He was highly trained. Most people would kill to have lessons taught by a Delta and she was shooting him down.
“Because I’m sure itwon’tbe necessary.”She dismissed him and started following the motions in the video.
He should walk away like she asked. Give her the distance they both needed, but he couldn’t walk away where her safety was concerned.
